#gwhs

[deftoons]

Nail them while they're vulnerable, that's my motto. GOOD WILL HUNTING — 1997, Gus Van Sant

[beardbecca]

Goodbye.

↳ GOOD WILL HUNTING (1997) | TED LASSO (2020).

[oh-my-dear-liar]

ШТО Я СДЕЛАЛА ЭТО ПИПЕЦ

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ВЫ ГЛЯНЬТЕ ТОЛЬКО

ААААААААААА

1, 2, 3 картинка – девочка с рожками и Птица (с коготочками, такие руки КАНОН КСТАТИ 💥💥💥💥)

4 картинка – они, когда притворяются людьми 🥺

🥺🥺🥺

ЗАМЕТЬТЕ ЗАМЕТЬТЕ КАКАЯ ПАРАЛЛЕЛЬ МЕЖДУ 3 И 4 КАРТИНОЧКООООЙ

Я УШЛА ОРАТЬ НА ДЕРЕВЬЯ МЕНЯ НЕ ЗВАТЬЬЬЬЬЬ 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

[colettedelon]

Закон полиции №4: девочка с рожками, связанная именно Птицей, не сопротивляется.

[groovygladiatorsheep]

“Hello ? Is anyone out there ¿”

💫⭐️Blueberror fanart ⭐️💫

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*Credit

Blueberror belongs to loverofpiggies !!

Art belongs to me (:

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[clockoftheheart]

View Askew office circa 1997, via Kevin Smith

[distantsonata]

[wejustvibing]

how anyone can keep enjoying this joke of a sport anymore is beyond me. saying this not just as an LH fan btw. apart from the dead and predictable race results, it's the blatant manipulation and misinterpretation of rules, disregard to each and every set precedent, retrospective changes in rules but not in race results, harsher penalties vs slap on wrists, all in favor of a certain team and driver only. and the saddest part, we've just accepted it. nothing can surprise us anymore

[puggledy-huggledy-is-not-a-pig]

Brainwave inspired by the very first dance in A Discovery of Witches, which I only started watching 3 days ago because of @butternuggets-blog -so you know who to blame if you hate it. You know ;)

Also honourable mention to @fizzyxcustard because I was imagining her reaction as I was writing this and it was very motivating 😂*

You can imagine

*For some reason, you are travelling with Guy. (Enemies to lovers, there was only one… path, it’s pick your own adventure.) One summer day you stop to rest in the fields near a village. There’s a faire and you can hear the songs and music from the midsummer dances. Guy wants to dance but you’re sure you can’t. (In my case, because I think I’d step on him so much he’d need to amputate a toe but again, pick your own adventure. Ymmv. This is my daydream!👀😳)*

You’re resting against a tree, relaxing in the rare sun. The faint scent of grass and hay, meadowsweet and wild chamomile, which always reminded you oddly of apples, perfumes the air. Your eyes are starting to close when Guy walks up and stands over you expectantly. He comes into focus after you blink a couple of times to clear the sleep from your eyes, in his black chemise (his leathers left behind in the dust and heat of summer.) Guy reaches a hand down to you.

“Care to dance?”

Your heart drops. You’d love nothing more, but you know you can’t.

“I’m sorry, I… I would but I’m really tired. Really tired, otherwise..”. you trail off, hating every word you force out. A tiny moment of disappointed hesitation, then he nods and takes a step back. You sigh and your guilt wins over your pride.

“I’m really clumsy, you don’t want to dance with me, believe me” you admit.

Guys smirks; not the cold smirk he wears as Vaisey’s tool, the other one that means he’s actually amused. The smirk you thought made him look younger and less tarnished, even if you could never say such a thing out loud.

“And I never had the opportunity to learn, as it happens. Let’s pretend, just today. Humour me.” He raises his eyebrows expectantly.

In your mind, you smell smoke and fire, and you hear the echo of loss, so you give him your hand and let him dance you to the distant music of other people’s celebrations.

*ETA this is the music in the background. Song from Norman Sicily 12th century, performed on double flute, voice and drum.

[coachbeards]

the bench scene in good will hunting ... sharon telling ted she's offended by what he said about her profession, and that she doesn't assume the same thing for him like he does her...

[fharperart]

Contact gallery Nucleus for purchase. Contact me for titles. 

https://www.fharper.com/originals.html

[slowmo-yo-yo]

Wifeposting cause I’m really feeling my fantasy rn😋

Bby you my everything, come home 2 me🤞

She hurts you, I could heal you😢💕💕

[shiftingshiftingshifting]

have you shifted somewhere recently?

over the summer i was shifting to good will hunting for a little bit, but mostly just while i was on vacay. right now i’m on a bit of a break to rework my main dr :)

my shifting schedule is fridays and saturdays though, so i’ll be continuing with that once i work out the kinks in my hp dr’s script. 🫶

[oh-my-dear-liar]

Аушка::::::

Птица: *приходит в гости к девочке с рожками*

Девочка с рожками: я заварила))

Птица: чай?))

Девочка с рожками: нет, дверь 🙂😘

[colettedelon]

– Что бы ты сделала, если бы мне дала свою кофту другая девушка, потому что я бы замёрзла?

Сейчас такое спрашивают. Хотя у нас такого случиться не может. От смeрти каждого человека рядом со мной в её присутствии отделяет один шаг и один точный удар.

Она пару раз молча взмахивает ресницами. Затем улыбается с совершенно холодным взглядом, но объясняет мне всё на пальцах, чтобы не обидеть, как маленькой:

– Знаешь, трyп остывает не так уж и быстро. Я положу на тебя её тело, но если ты захочешь, я могу снять с неё кoжу, и тогда ты сможешь укрываться ей ещё долго.

Мне совершенно не кстати становится холодно. Я целую её в лоб и прижимаю её голову к своей груди, аккуратно, чтобы не пораниться о её рога, и обнимаю её. Она гладит мою спину и говорит, тихо, но так громко одновременно:

– Я тебя не отпущу, моя Птица.

[piggledy-higgledy]

Did tumblr just move the fucking pencil and give me a heart attack?